[mf][inc][mast] Sucky Vacation 1

Chapter 1
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“Frickin’ zombies,” Jeff muttered as he shot flaming arrows into the blocky monster biting his avatar in the game. His tablet flashed a popup warning about low battery power, but he dismissed it and kept playing.

The resort bedroom was crowded with open suitcases and the resulting explosion of his cousins’ clothes. His *girl* cousins. There were bathing suits, bright colored shirts, matching shorts, and more shoes than he’d ever owned. And then there were hair doodads, sparkily jewelry, and every kind of electronic gadget. The sight of it all pissed him off even more.

He continued to fire flaming arrows into the shambling zombie bonfire. “Die,” he muttered at the Zombie while he glared at Amy, Shelly, and Lori laughing and talking on the other bed.

The adults were staying in the adjoining room. His dad shot him a sympathetic look through the open door. Then he raised a silver flask to his lips, tilted his head back, and shut his eyes. *Lucky bastard.*

Jeff was the oldest cousin and, apparently, that made him the unpaid babysitter for the other three. He glared at Amy. She was the closest to him in age, but she’d been a bitch ever since they showed up earlier that afternoon.

[MF] Convincing my wife to be bad gone extremely wrong, maybe?

Hello everyone,

The below didn’t happen EXACTLY like this, I had to spice it up a little bit.

My wife and I have been married for almost 6 years now, give or take, and I’ve been trying HARD to spice up our life.

You see, we have sex, watch porn together, etc. However, this is certainly not doing the trick since she claims that she’s unattractive anymore. Trust me, I’ve known her for a long time and I still find her foxy and sexy as ever.

Looking back at our lives 15 years ago when we were in college, we used to be freaks.

We’re both almost 34. She’s originally from the Middle East, so she inherited those big round tits, and the bronze body.

When the summer comes, we make sure to visit the beach almost everyday. So I had this idea, why not spice things up and boost her confidence a little bit? So I went ahead and found her a nice bikini online.

It’s a gold one where it barely covers half the breast. When it arrived, we argued about this for an hour until I convinced her to wear it the next day.

[MFF] Me and My Girlfriend… The swan song [Part One]

For those who are unfamiliar with my stories, click on my username and find the previous stories that led up to this point. Please read those before you read this.

To my current readers, this is going to be a very long story that I started writing since the encounter happened in the beginning of December. I have re-written parts of it because as I read through it, the story got away from me and it felt like reading a cheap porno novel. I wanted to restore the excitement but not go overboard so I took my time re-writing everything.

After I finished I realized the story went way too long. I will present it in two parts. The second part will be posted next week.

Enjoy.

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[MFF] Me and My Girlfriend… The Swan Song [Part One]

[MM] I had my first gay experience last night, and it was awesome.

This is not something I can share with anyone I know, so who better to share it with than with a bunch of strangers on the internet!

Let me preface this by saying I like girls. A lot.
I watch mainly straight porn with the occasional switch to Bi. In recent years I’ve been switching over more and more. But still girls are a preference.

I’m 20 years old but I’ve only been with two women. My sexuality is not something I’m very open about, I’ve never told anyone that I’m also kind of, sort of into dudes because… I just didn’t see a point to be honest.

That being said, I had a very interesting experience last night.

I try to stay in relatively good shape, I am by no means ripped but Im fairly fit. I go to the gym three times a week, always around 9 P.M.

I like to go later in the day because there are never that many people around and I cannot stand a packed gym.

Anyways, I got to the gym and there were only three people there, a middle aged couple and this guy.

Pool Party [inc, nc, oral, futa, mast, huml, exh, blkmail]

**If you can’t tell by the title, this story has a little bit of everything. What it lacks is brevity. Still, if you stick around through the more dense descriptions, it gets more worthwhile throughout.**

Katie wasn’t your average high school student. She smart, kind, outgoing, and everyone knew she was tied with her sister Karen for prettiest girl in school. She had blonde hair and green eyes, a thin waist but curvy hips and perky, perfectly sized breasts, and with her long legs you could never tell she was only 5’6” unless you got close. Her parents were absolutely loaded, living in what was practically a mansion, one with a large pool and patio area, complete with ridiculous palm trees and a freestanding patio bar. They bought Katie just the car she wanted on her sixteenth birthday, the one she was still driving two years later. She had straight A’s and was president of two clubs, and just this morning an acceptance letter from her dream school came in the mail. That’s right, Katie had it all. In fact, maybe she had a little too much.

[MF] A bizarre night with a woman out of my league [long][plot twist]

Hi fellow redditors. So far, there’s been positive response to these stories and they’re a kind of therapy for me, giving me a chance to replay events and contextualize the good and the bad. But before I keep going with these, I’d like to know what you think and if you’d like to see more stories after these ones. If you like what you’re reading, I’m happy to keep going. All these stories are 100% real, and I assure you, so is this one, even though it was every bit as bizarre as it reads.

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Were I to grab myself from the past about to answer the phone that night, I would proceed to call my past self an idiot whose sex drive was clearly shouting over his basic sense of self-preservation. If ever I lived up to the male stereotype of having two heads but lacking the blood flow to run both at the same time, that was it. The whole thing was shady from the get go, but something in me just wanted to believe. So when “Tina” posted in a public chat room if there were any men in my then age range in my city without any plans for the night, I replied. She messaged me privately, asking to call me.

[MF] Fucking my mentor MILF

After that oral session with Neha, I was pumped up and excited about further possibilities at the next meetup. I spent the week until the next meetup thinking about it. Except for our interaction at the meetup, we did not maintain any contact whatsoever so that added to some angst for me. Many scenarios ran through my head. Was she a dissatisfied housewife? She seemed like she was not getting any action at home. That’s for sure. Did she she fool around with me for fun or some kind of release? Though it wouldn’t matter to me as long as I was getting some, I couldn’t help but think.

The week went by and I was waiting eagerly for Wednesday, the day of the meetup. I usually took a bus to the meetup though I had a car. I kind of liked taking a bus now and then and also I had a card from employer that guaranteed free rides. So, on wednesday I took the bus to the meetup. She arrived before me and was sitting on the desk that was assigned to us. She was in her usual blouse, jeans and flat sandals. She had her long hair tucked behind her ears and was filling some form up. As I approached her and put my book on the desk, that’s when she got distracted and looked at me. She gave her usual radiant smile. I winked at her. I was taking things casual with her for some time.

First time anal [MF] (long)

Suzy and I dated for several years. But I don’t really understand why. The relationship was a mess. She was fun, loved life and travel, loved trying new foods, really, on paper the kind of girl I’d go for.

From a distance you’d think she was the nicest girl you’ve ever met, because that’s the side she let others see. But she was also a narcissistic, hot headed, lunatic control freak. I was really only semi attracted to her: blond hair, A-cups, small ass, amazing muscular legs, girl-next-door-lower-end-of-pretty-face, her legs are what she had going for her physically. Sex was mediocre, bordering on inexperienced. She didn’t know what to do with her body and just sort of moved around in bed like a sack of concrete. BUT, it was adventurous sex. Which may be why I put up with her controlling rage and narcissism. If I ever wanted sex, all I had to do was initiate in some way, it didn’t matter where it was. She was down for it. Like in her parents driveway (that happened) or a hotel balcony (happened too) the middle of the back yard (yup) standing in front of the window at night with the lights on in our downtown condo overlooking one of the heavy foot traffic street in our town (no joke).

A friend from out of Town [MF] [BDSM]

The jingle of the door opening brought Rhea from the back of her store, carrying the dress she was in the middle of sewing back up. Her eyes down at the line of needlework, she yells “Be with you in just a second.”

“Oh, no worries,” a familiar voice has Rhea looking up at her new customer. Bright red hair spills over the gray suit, imposing even if he was barely average height.

Rhea gasps, putting the dress down. “Aaron, what are you doing here?”

The man reaches behind him, locking the door to the boutique. His eyes never leave the her’s, the steely gaze of a man about to do something unpleasant but necessary“Claire sent me down because of some….discrepancies. And I asked.”

She frowns, crossing her arms. Aaron walks around, closing curtains to the night outside.

“What do you mean, discrepancies? I’ve paid my dues, in money and info,” she says, not moving as he comes closer. She shivers when she smells him, his aftershave just a hint on the air, smelling of musk and gunpowder. Rhea watches his chest, not wanting to look him in the face.

Sharing our night with another couple over sexts [Group] [photos]

My husband and I have been toying with the idea of swinging. As part of our toe-dipping, we’ve been having conversations with couples online. That is, all four of us are in the same group chat. They’ve started as harmless flirts, a teasing photo, and light discussions of what we’re into, assuming we eventually meet and do a swap.

One couple we recently started a chat with are close in age to us, but they seem more experienced and wild. They’ve been in the lifestyle for years, incredibly open, both bisexual (my husband is bi), and each have their own wild set of tattoos. They like to have a good time wherever they go. My husband and I only recently became “wild” (I almost can’t remember what it was like to be “vanilla”), but we still weren’t sure we were on the same level as this couple. Last night changed that. For the sake of the story, we’ll call them Lana and Bruce (names changed).

My husband and I were sitting side-by-side on the couch drinking our drinks, so naturally the online conversation turned towards drinks we like, simple and innocent:

Me: I like sweet wines, they match my personality